Looking up. The sky against the buildings made such interesting shapes, but looking through the rest of my pictures I don't think I quite captured it.
Very often translations go so wrong. This one is so, so right. Can you bear to tread such fragrant grass? No, I cannot bear it. It would be a crime against nature and poetry.
I think that these are Pomellos for sale at the wet market. There were all sorts of tasty and scary grocery stuffs for sale here. It was an interesting contrast - the market was so raw, yet it was only a few blocks from the glass highrises with all the smoking, stressing bankers outside intent on their cell phones.
Have you ever met such suave graffiti? I almost gave him my phone number.
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